Brief for the 15k Unbalanced Options

[Onasuma]

It is dusk on sunsday and the temples cleaners are busy cleaning their temple, a small place on the borders of the lands of eartholme. A wandering friar had spent the day and the overturned goblets and crumbs of food made this readily evident. The doors were closed, but a figure passed through them - an ethereal human sized bird, Dark Blue spirit runes floating in the air behind it, surrounded by a white glow. It stands a moment, seemingly gathering itself before it speaks, disjointedly, As it does runes fly from its beak and are swept up and join those behind it.

We. Seek. Those. Who. Killed. Those. Who. Were. Once. Our. Brothers. Those. Who. Were. Led. Astray. Our. Society. Crumbles. From. Betrayal. From. Greed. From. Hate. Those. Who. Would. See. Your. World. Crumble. Build. Strength. In. Ours. We. Wish. A. Pact. A. Bargain. A. Deal. Spread. Our. Word. To. Those. Who. Might. Help. And. In. Thirty. Days. We. Shall. Return. To. Forge. An. Alliance. If. One. May. Be. Forged. If. Not. We. Weep. For. Your. World. As. We. Do. For. Our. Own.

The priests present report this to those higher within the church the following day and note the date. Whether you wish to have been present (and therefore have some discerns) or have heard about it second hand in entirely down to you. What is unmistakable either way is that this was an ethereal Shirel.